The ocean swells, slow but sure
A wind blows chill, unsteady,
The sky above so clear and pure;
It calms my heart already.
This my little solitude
Turns my fears away
From ocean to the coast so crude,
It called me back today.
In this corner of security
One place to call my own
To leave the world's impurities
To go to be left alone.
I come to think of everything
And nothing all the same
To turn my thoughts to other things;
Things too broad to name.
And in my patch of solitude
I look for strength to rise
To face my life and people rude
Full of secrets, friends, and lies.
So when inside I'm dying
And lose my will to be,
I pretend I'm flying
To my place beside the sea.